[Intro]
Ayo Ran turn that up

[Chorus: 24Heavy]
They want smoke we let them sticks breathe
Damn I kinda think they miss breathing
Throw out that rod like I’m fishing
Another level I’m on a big league
Play once a month like a bitch bleed
Fish fry like ya ya ya
Bullets still flying like ya ya ya
N***as still dying like ya ya ya
Mamas she gon' cry like yaaa yaaa yaa

[Verse 1: 24Heavy]
Pay me what you owe me or you dead
Take that same money you owe, put it on your head
I ain’t tryna kick it ain’t got no legs yaaa ya
Heard them n***as talking they the feds yaa ya
Clientele...fuck that shit n***a we buy and sell
Feet kicked up like a recliner chair
I bought that work don’t need no scale n***a
Bust down them bails vacuum seal n***a

[Chorus: 24Heavy]
They want smoke we let them sticks breathe
Damn I kinda think they miss breathing
Throw out that rod like I’m fishing
Another level I’m on a big league
Play once a month like a bitch bleed
Fish fry like ya ya ya
Bullets still flying like ya ya ya
N***as still dying like ya ya ya
Mamas she gon' cry like yaaa yaaa yaa
[Verse 2: Marlo]
24 stick whenever we sliding bih we really mobbing
Fucked that n***a bitch for the first time that hoe done called me papi
Young n***a stay in Off-White with chalk better approach with caution
Name ring big bells in the city I walk it like I talk it
(Yeh yeah yeh) took a n***a shit means that’s past tense
Bought my bitches a satin I love that fabric
Living by the code still with my woes
Kicking it dope with every bih at the green store

[Verse 3: Lil Keed]
Living by the code just me and my woes
Me and and 2-4 me and Marlo
Yeah I’m in a nascar
Yeah I’m in a fast car
And I’m feeling cold hearted told that hoe to bag up
Got my check up me and GotIt we living better
Don’t come around with your main hoe, no we not gon' spare her
Glock 40 ten millimeter oooooooooo ooooooo

[Chorus: 24Heavy]
They want smoke we let them sticks breathe
Damn I kinda think they miss breathing
Throw out that rod like I’m fishing
Another level I’m on a big league
Play once a month like a bitch bleed
Fish fry like ya ya ya
Bullets still flying like ya ya ya
N***as still dying like ya ya ya
Mamas she gon' cry like yaaa yaaa yaa